Volume 1: Stranger in a Strange Land Chapter 39 Reasons and Sleep
"Judgment Four? Is there another sword called Judgment Three?"
Hearing the name that didn't sound like a weapon at all, Cass asked half-jokingly.
But unexpectedly, Nazemare nodded and replied:
"Yes, and there are not only Judgment Four and Judgment Three. There are twelve Judgment Weapons in total, from Judgment One to Judgment Twelve. Holding them is a symbol of membership in the Judgment Seat, and your ancestor Black Seba is the holder of Judgment Four."
Logically, Cass should feel honored.
But he really had no sense of reality for the ancestor who was active more than a thousand years ago. Even if that man might really be a hero whose skills reached the divine realm as the woman said, it would not affect the fact that Cass was now wanted by the whole city.
So he asked directly:
"So is there anything special about the sword called Judgment Four?"
While Nazemare was bandaging him, he said:
"Do you still remember how many Moon Realm monsters you killed?"
Hearing her suddenly ask this question without any context, Cass answered directly:
"It's all written on the wanted posters posted all over the streets. There are twenty-eight of them in total."
But she just shook her head and said:
“Sadly, the real answer is zero.”
Cas asked doubtfully:
"Why? I am very sure that every Moon Realm monster in the body of a parasite has been killed by me."
At this time, Nezemar was holding Cass's waist with her cold hands, and then she wrapped the bandage around his back in circles. After doing this, she said in a calm tone:
"But they all turned into black salt crystals and dissipated in the end, didn't they? This means that they were simply banished back to the Moon Realm, and their essences would not be affected in the slightest. In the future, as long as they have the opportunity, they can still pass through the World Shell countless times to come to the human world. So you have never really killed any Moon Realm monsters."
Nezemar's words made Kass a little shaken. For so many days, it was his obsession with revenge that had been driving him forward. But if the truth was really as she said, and he was facing a group of monsters that could never be truly killed, wouldn't his persistence lose its meaning?
But Cass quickly calmed down, took a few deep breaths and asked:
"So what you said has something to do with the sword called Judgment Four?"
Nezemar had just finished tying the bandage. She picked up the handkerchief folded beside her and wiped the blood and sweat off her hands, then said calmly:
"Mortal weapons and magic cannot truly kill Moon Realm monsters, but Judgment Armament is one of the few weapons that can completely kill them."
After she finished speaking, she put down her handkerchief and stood up to leave.
Cass called out to her.
"Wait a minute, you haven't told me who summoned those moon monsters."
Nezemar looked down at him and asked:
"I can tell you, but are you ready to accept that answer?"
Cass nodded slowly: "Tell me who it is."
Nezemar's lips moved, uttering a name he couldn't believe.
Simon Walder, Guardian of Blackwater Province, now the Duke of Thorns.
This name made Cass stunned for a long time.
He thought that it might be a great noble, a great wizard, or some other powerful person in Thorn City.
But he never thought that he would be the man who had absolute power over the entire Blackwater Province, and the tyrant who had ruled Thorn City with an iron fist for more than 20 years.
Maybe I should have thought of that earlier...
Cass thought.
Initially, their mercenary group was hired by Duke Simon's faction to go to the Silver Stream Mine to investigate the strange noises heard by the miners, and then his teammates encountered those monsters and all died.
If I hadn't met Liz by chance, I would have died in there.
Later, with the help of Liz, he sneaked into the Silver Mine again, found the miner who was parasitized and planned to investigate the truth. However, he was attacked by the miner and had no choice but to kill him. Less than a day later, he was wanted by the whole city.
Previously, he only suspected whether there were high-level officials who were also parasitized by that kind of monster, but after learning about the existence form of the Moon Realm monsters, everything made sense.
After a long moment, Cass asked.
"Why did he summon those moon monsters?"
Nezemar replied:
"We are also investigating the specific reasons. The most likely guess at the moment is that Duke Simon may want to summon a certain Void King to the real world in order to achieve a certain goal of his own."
"What is the Void King?"
Cass asked.
"The pinnacle of the Moon Realm monsters, they need to use an entire Moon Realm to interpret their existence. Just a whisper from them can cause suspicion and betrayal among the crowd, just a roar can set off wars and storms, and just a thought can determine the fate of mortals."
Cass felt as if he were listening to a fairy tale.
"Can the Duke succeed?"
"Very likely."
"What would happen if he succeeded ?"
"How the process will unfold will depend on which Void King he summons, but the end result will probably be the same: all lives will be destroyed."
"Is there any way to stop him?"
"have."
"What can I do?"
"We need an excellent swordsman and a sword that can completely kill the Moon Realm monsters. This is why we are looking for you."
"I?"
Cass pointed at his nose and said as if he found it funny.
"Why, just because I can pull out that sword?"
"The sword is important, but what's more important is the person who wields the sword. You are one of the few people in this city who still has a spirit of resistance."
“If spirit alone could accomplish anything, there wouldn’t be so many tragedies in this world.”
"That is the difficulty of facing the present world. As for the existence of the Moon Realm, your will is the most important weapon. You should recuperate well. We will come to you soon."
After saying this, Nazemare turned and left. When she reached the door, she suddenly remembered another urgent matter and Cass called her again.
This time he ignored his wounds and sat up from the bed and shouted:
"Wait a minute, can you take me out of the city now? Go to the Black Pine Forest. There is a small wooden house near the center of the forest. My friend is still..."
Nezemar didn't answer or stop, but knocked on the large vase at the door before going out, then closed the door and left.
Just when Cas was about to get out of bed and chase after her, Liz flew out of the vase with an unhappy look on her face.
Cass stared at her in amazement.
"you……"
Watching Liz fly to his bed with a gloomy face, Cas seemed unable to say anything except the word "you".
"You take her away first. I'll knock them all down here and come back later."
Liz used an exaggerated tone to imitate Cas's previous words in the tunnel, asking them to leave first. Then, with a gloomy face, she opened her arms and slapped Cas's cheeks with her hands, one on the left and one on the right.
"Big liar!"
Cas looked away feeling somewhat guilty.
His current life was essentially loaned to him by Liz, but he had been taking risks with it.
Although he didn't know how much of Liz's life scale powder had been consumed in order to maintain her own life breath when she was seriously injured, the witch's face was now paler than before.
"How did you get here? Didn't you agree to wait for me in that cabin?"
Cas changed the subject.
Unexpectedly, these words completely aroused the emotions of the little witch. She rubbed Cass's face vigorously with her hands and said:
"You dare to mention my cabin? After I took the girl through the Witch Mist, several monsters that were between dreams and mist followed us soon. I was protecting the unconscious girl while fighting them. I was almost eaten, and the garden that I had built with great difficulty was completely destroyed by them!"
"And what happened next?"
Cass did not push her away as usual, but continued to ask. His voice also sounded a little funny because the other party continued to pull his cheek.
"What happened next? If that sister with the crossbow hadn't rushed over, that girl and I would have died right there!"
elder sister?
Cass's expression turned strange when he heard this word.
Isn’t this witch in front of me already two hundred years old?
A sharp pain suddenly came from his cheek, and Liz pulled his facial skin into long strips with force.
"Don't think of anything impolite to me. Just because she looks older than me, I have to call her sister!"
But I haven’t said anything yet…
Cass thought helplessly, but when he thought that the other party would get even angrier no matter what he said, he finally chose to shut up and let her go on with her words.
After the other party calmed down a little, Cass asked curiously:
"So why were you hiding in that vase just now?"
"Isn't this to see your reaction? To see how long it will take you to remember that your master might still be waiting for you alone in that cabin."
"Just because of this?"
Cas asked in disbelief.
"Why, isn't this reason enough?"
Liz sat cross-legged in mid-air, looking extremely angry.
"You actually only remembered this matter when your sister was about to leave. How come you were so mesmerized by the blonde beauty that you even forgot who your master was? What can I say to you? If you hadn't been rescued before, wouldn't you have to collect the body when you remembered it now?"
"You can't collect the body. If you die, I, who am connected to your life, will die immediately as well."
Cass said without thinking.
Liz gritted her teeth, flew up and punched Cas in the chest, causing him to cough repeatedly as his old injury had not yet healed.
Cass coughed for a while, then seemed to remember something and asked:
"By the way, where is the Offa University student we rescued earlier?"
Liz, who had been so arrogant, suddenly looked embarrassed.
"Uh... well..."
"What's wrong? Are you still alive?"
Liz nodded immediately, but an embarrassed expression still appeared on her face.
"To be alive is to be alive, that is..."
"What is it?"
Cas asked suspiciously.
"When I used the Witch's Mist earlier, weren't you worried that he wouldn't be able to clear his mind and the transmission would fail? So I let her sleep first."
Cass nodded. This was a common operation. He often did this before he got used to the teleportation of the Witch Mist.
"And I don't know why... She seems unable to wake up now ..."
